without him!" and became silent. Henrietta saw an expression on her
countenance which made her unwilling to disturb her, and nothing more
was said till it was discovered that it was bed time.




CHAPTER III.



"Where is Madame?" asked Frederick of his sister, as she entered the
breakfast room alone the next morning with the key of the tea-chest in
her hand.

"A headache," answered Henrietta, "and a palpitation."

"A bad one?"

"Yes, very; and I am afraid it is our fault, Freddy; I am convinced it
will not do, and we must give it up."

"How do you mean? The going to Knight Sutton? What has that to do
with it? Is it the reviving old recollections that is too much for
her?"

"Just listen what an effect last evening's conversation had upon her.
Last night, after I had been asleep a long time, I woke up, and there I
saw her kneeling before the table with her hands over her face. Just
then it struck one, and soon after she got into bed. I did not let her